Stray Hawkeye

Batman is easily my favorite superhero, and there is a new Batman movie is coming out this summer.  So, obviously, I was excited to see the trailer:

Looks pretty good. I’ve never been a huge fan of Bane as a villain (I would rather see Two-Face get a full movie to himself) ,but the potential for social commentary with this one looks huge.

Then, I saw this mash up on Facebook that Brad Hansen (a friend of mine from college who’s now out in LA) made (his youtube is here and imdb here):

Love it. Especially impressed by the quality of syncing the words to the various animals.  Plus, the Zazu shot is hilarious.

The Mountain Goats “This Year” from A Bruntel on Vimeo.

As is Stray Hawkeye Christmas tradition:

Tuba Christmas is coming up again.  If you don’t know what Tuba Christmas is, or why it’s awesome, or want to find one in your own region, see my previous post here.  More details on this year’s Twin Cities event below:

TUBACHRISTMAS 2011
The 24rd Annual MINNESOTA TUBACHRISTMAS Concert will be Sunday,
December 11, 4:00 p.m. at Central Presbyterian Church, 500 Cedar St., St. Paul.

Audience Admission Free.

Free parking (see directions)
For directions and parking info see:
www.cpcstpaul.org/directions.html

To Play the Concert:
If you play Tuba, Sousaphone, Euphonium or Baritone you are invited to play. (NO other instruments)
All ages welcome. There will be over 100 players. (Players age range from 10 to 80+)

Registration: 2:00
Rehearsal: 2:30
Concert: 4:00

Registration fee $5
Music book $18
Hats & Scarves available $15 each.
Head bands $10 each

Decorate your instruments.
Bring a music stand if needed.

I’ve posted it before, but I still like this, so I’m posting it again. Laura Marling – Ghosts:

A good song for Halloween, and it just seems entirely fitting to the moment right now.

Last we checked in with Parker, he and I were on our way home for a break after the Uptown Art Fair.  More of the Dino Saga here.

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“Hey Parker, ready to go again?”

“I think so.”

“It’s getting pretty late, so we probably won’t make the Loring Park Art Fair, and might have to make a quick trip though Powderhorn.”

“That’s okay Kearn.  I’d rather be well rested and enjoy what we see.”

“Okay, let’s go hop in the car.”

After a brief drive across town, we hopped out, and…

“That’s a good idea Parker.”

So, after much ado, we finally made it over our first booth of the Powderhorn Art Fair – Dan Parker’s Parker Project (no website to link to):

Next we walked by Jon Offutt’s House of Mulciber booth.

“Oh Parker, you have to take a look at Jon’s work!  It’s really beautiful.  I’ve seen it at some past art fairs.  Just look at these ones up on the top shelf!”

“But I can’t see Kearn, I’m too short!”

At that Jon came over.  “Hi there little guy, just hop right on up there so you can see better.  Here, I’ll give you a hand.”

“Parker, I’ve already told you, you can’t eat the art.  Now come on, I think I hear some music you might like.”

“Okay.  Thanks again for the lift Jon!  Hmm, I do kind of like that sound.  Where’s it coming from?”

“Kearn, I’m getting thirsty.  Could we go get a drink?”

“Sure Parker, it looks like that next booth, Ascension Art Glass, has a water bowl out front.  Maybe you could ask the pretty girls working there if you could have a drink.”

“Excuse me miss, could I have a drink from you water bowl?”

“Why yes, of course!  That’s what it’s there for!”

“Come on in and take a look around.  Hop on up, I bet you’d look great in yellow.”

“Here, take a look at some of our other tables too.  Hop right on over!”

But, just as we had started talking with the super nice people at Ascension Art Glass…

Parker got spooked and ran off again.  (Raptor courtesy of Kay Schneider of Iowa City, IA (no website). )

By time I caught up to him, he had wandered into a strange land.

It turns out he was in Steve Brewster’s Moon Bay Artglass Studio (no website) of Poteau, OK.

“It sure does Parker.  I think that may be all the art we’ll see today.”

“Okay, but we still have to go check if there are any geese to talk to before we go.  Come on!”

“Slow down Parker!”

“Come on Kearn, we’ve got to get home and tell Sinclair we know where Minnie is!”

To be continued… (though probably not for a couple of weeks).

Last we saw Parker, he was roaming the Uptown Art Fair looking for a snack, and had been directed towards Calhoun Square by a friendly stranger.  More of the Dino Saga here.

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“Let’s see, he said thee was food down this way…”

“Uh, Parker, I don’t think it’s that kind of an apple store, I think they actually sell…”

“Come on Parker, let’s get you some real food.”

“Come on Parker, let’s at least play with some of the other toys.  Here, why don’t you try out an iPod.”

“We could get you one of these for your birthday Parker.  Would you like that?”

“I don’t know, I still really like my Walkman.”

“Your Walkman?!?!  You really are a dinosaur Parker!  These are way better than that!”

“Okay, what do they do?”

“Well, you can listen to music on them.  The newest models even have an fm radio built right into them.”

“Does it let you record music?”

“Well, no.”

“Does it have replaceable batteries?”

“Um, no, I guess not.”

“Can you use it to make mix tapes to give to your friends?”

“Well, not really.  I guess you could hook it to your computer and make a play list in iTunes.  But, the other person would need to download the songs too before they could play it, and, well…”

“Yeah, I think I’ll stick to my Walkman.”

“Okay, I guess I’ll have to think of something else for your birthday.  Let’s go get you some food.”

“Look – deep fried cheese curds, and it’s not even the state fair yet!”

“Let’s see if we can find you something a little more healthy.  Here, try some corn.”

“Wow, I’m stuffed now.  I think it’s time for some more art.”

“Okay, let’s check out some t-shirt.  These ones by Batik by Kat are nice!”

“Hello there, little one.  I’m Kat, can I help you find anything?”

“You’re Kat?  Somehow I was expecting more whiskers and fur, and maybe a tail…,  you look much more like a friendly person than a Kat.”

“Ah yes, that confuses many of the little dinosaurs that stop by our booth.  I am, in fact, a person.”

“I see, well, I like these ones, but I don’t think they’re quite me…”

“Oh, I think we have a design you might like better.  Here, try this one.”

“Can we get it Kearn? Can we pleeeaaasssseeee?!?!”

“I don’t know Parker, it looks a little big for you.  Excuse me Kat, do you make this in an extra, extra, extra, extra dino small?”

“Oh, sorry, we only go down to an extra, extra dino small.  And it looks like your little friend would take some growing to fit into one of those.  But here, take our card and you can get one from our website when he gets bigger.”

“Thank you.  Parker, I may have a birthday present idea for you after all, just maybe not for this year.”

“I like that idea.  Let’s see who else we can meet while we’re here.”

Next we wandered past Wild Cat Works‘ bird houses.

But it turned out no birds had moved into the shiny new bird penthouses yet, so we kept moving.

“Parker, I think I see a place you may like.”

Next we walked past the myTalk 107.1 booth, and Parker took an interest in a sign they had our in front.

Next we stopped by a booth where you could get your picture taken in front of a green screen, and have the background replaced with anywhere in the world.  Parker was going to play a trick on everyone and get one with the Roman Coliseum in the background and tell everyone he went to Rome over the weekend.  Unfortunately, the computer had a hard time telling the difference between Parker and the background.  So, he’ll have to find another trick to play.

We kept walking, and before long we pasted in front of James Sauer’s sculptures, and…

They may have been a little too realistic for Parker’s taste.

Luckily, once Parker finally slowed down, we weren’t far from Keith Kinney’s booth, where Parker found a place to rest for a bit.

(I couldn’t find a business card at Keith’s booth, and from searching, the only website I found for him (http://www.stylesofoakheritage.net/) seems to be down / missing, but it was Keith Kinney of Yellow Springs, OH, in case you like the rockers.)

“Kearn, all that running from the eagle made me awfully tired, and we’ve been walking a lot today.  Can we head home and take a break before going to the Powederhorn Art Fair?”

“Sure Parker, let’s get you some rest and some air conditioning.”

On the way out, we walked past the RuTu Paddle Company, which has some really pretty stuff, but Parker was too tired to pose any more.

However, just past there, we came across the strangest thing, and had to pause for one last picture…

“I don’t know Parker, sometimes Uptown just doesn’t make sense.”

Last we saw our dino heroes, Parker was wrapping up an Orange Bowl victory in Miami, while Sinclair was still trying to figure out where Minne the Lake Creature had gone to.  Since then, I’ve found out that for dinosaurs to live to 65 million years old, they have to hibernate for a while every now and then.  It’s a rather sporadic schedule, but if that’s what it takes to live to 65 million years old and still keep your youthful vigor, I guess you can’t complain.

Parker has woken up from his hibernation with a lot of energy and ready to go, while Sinclair has still been a bit groggy lately.  Parker has also decided to have the tattoos on his back removed, so people don’t keep confusing him with his beloved brother, who he got them in honor of.  If that none of that makes any sense, you can catch up by reading the existing posts in the Dino Saga series.

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“Good morning Parker, what are you up to?”

“Sure Parker. Are you planning to buy some art while we’re there?”

“Maybe, what does it take to buy art?”

“Just some money.”

“Oh, let me go grab mine!  I’ve been saving up!”

“Um, I don’t think so Parker.  Most places don’t take bits of string as a form of payment.  But we can still go look.”

“Okay.  Let’s go, let’s go, let’s go!”

And out the door we went.

“You know Parker, we’re going to be doing a lot of walking today.  I know you have the energy for it, but do you think you feet will be able to hold up?”

“Hmm, you’re right, they might get sore.”

Luckily, the first place in the Uptown Art Fair is the Uptown Running Room.

“Okay, we could always order something in your size, but for today maybe Kearn can just carry you when your feet get tired.”

“Yeah, I could do that.  Thanks for trying Running Room people!”

Parker was getting anxious, “Okay, now let’s go see some art!”  So, our first stop was Daryl Harwood and Kevin Murphy‘s booth.

They make Ikebana flower bases, which have little spiked clusters in them you can put the flowers on so they’ll stand up straight, and have water.

Next, we stopped by the music stage Old Chicago had set up, which seemed strangely empty.

After Parker’s set, and three encores, we continued on, and found a Volvo dealership had set up shop at the art fair.

“Hey Parker, how do you think the ladies would like you in this old car?”

“Hmm, but Parker, can you reach the pedals?”

“Well, let’s see what else they have.”

“Parker, could you come over here and jump up real high?  I want to get your picture with the Uptown Theatre sign!”

“Kearn, all this jumping is making me hungry.  Can we go back and eat those flower stands we saw earlier?”

“No Parker, I don’t think the artists would like that very much.  But, we can see if we can find you some real food.”

“Here, let’s ask this guy if he know where we could find some food around here.”

To be continued…

Last weekend I went to the Iowa State Fair with family.  Before going, we had heard the newest deep fried food on a stick for this year is butter.  Yes, deep fried butter, on a stick.  So, of course, we had to try it.  There was a bit of a line waiting for it, since everyone else had heard about it as well, so we had some time to decide what else we might like with it.  When we got to the front of the line, our order was as follows:

• One deep fried butter on a stick
• One deep fried pineapple on a stick
• Two deep fried Milky Ways on a stick (sticks)
• And a large DIET Pepsi

My sister insists the beverage choice was because the diet version of Pepsi tastes better, rather than any calorie savings.  Regardless, this lead to teasing for the rest of the day.

My dad forwarded me this email (no idea where it came from originally), made me laugh, so I thought I’d pass it on:

A burglar broke into a house one night. He shined his flash light around, looking for valuables when a voice in the dark said, “Jesus knows you’re here.”

He nearly jumped out of his skin, clicked his flash light off, and froze.

When he heard nothing more, after a bit, he shook his head and continued.

Just as he pulled the stereo out so he could disconnect the wires, clear as a bell he heard, “Jesus is watching you.”

Freaked out, he shined his light around frantically, looking for the source of the voice.

Finally, in the corner of the room, his flash light beam came to rest on a parrot.

“Did you say that?” he hissed at the parrot.

“Yep,” the parrot confessed, then squawked, “I’m just trying to warn you that he is watching you.”

The burglar relaxed. “Warn me, huh? Who in the world are you ?”

“Moses,” replied the bird.

“Moses?” the burglar laughed. “What kind of people would name a bird Moses?”

“The kind of people that would name a Rottweiler Jesus.”